But Yan Ruoli stopped Ji Hao, her face full of hatred, and said, "This beast actually wanted to give me to another man to play with. Killing him like this would be too easy for him. I want to take revenge on him so that he won't have peace even in the underworld."
Ji Hao asked curiously, "How are you going to get revenge on him?"
Yan Ruoliu whispered something in Ji Hao's ear.
After listening, Ji Hao gave a thumbs up and said, "You're ruthless!"
"Don't you want to?" Yan Ruoli said coquettishly, "Don't tell me you're not interested."
"Since you're willing, what else is there for me to hesitate about? Let's go back first." Ji Hao picked up Wu Zhonghe and led Yan Ruoli back to the safe house.
Upon entering the safe house again, Yan Ruoliu still found it hard to believe.
Outside, it was freezing cold with heavy snow, but inside it was warm as spring, like two different worlds.
Yan Ruoli glanced at the roaring fireplace and suddenly felt a bit hot, so she took off her coat, revealing her devilishly curvaceous figure. She was voluptuous and full-figured, with prominent breasts and buttocks, especially a certain area where her breasts were surging and about to burst out.
Qiu Yiren came over and warmly took Yan Ruoliu's arm, smiling and saying, "Sister Yan, welcome to the team. You see, I told you long ago that you should just go with Ji Hao and enjoy life sooner, but you just wouldn't do it. You've suffered so much for nothing, and now the result is still the same."
Yan Ruoli felt a wave of shame.
She and Qiu Yiren used to call each other sisters, but now they have become real sisters.
Zhao Meijing took Yan Ruoliu's other hand and said softly, "Welcome to the family, little sister. From today onwards, we are best friends. We will share happiness and hardship together."
Yan Ruoliu gave a soft "hmm".
Qiu Yiren said, "The bathroom is ready with hot water. Sister Zhao and I are going to take a shower too, so why don't we go together?"
Yan Ruoliu shook her head and refused, saying, "Forget it, I still prefer being alone."
"We're all good sisters, what's there to be shy about?" Zhao Meijing grabbed Yan Ruoliu and forcibly pulled her into the bathroom.
Ji Hao took out a set of white mourning clothes from his spatial storage and caught up with her, saying, "Sister Yan, these are the clothes you need to change into."
In front of Zhao Meijing, Qiu Yiren, and Shen Yihan, Yan Ruoli felt so ashamed that she wanted to disappear, but she still accepted the mourning clothes.
Her ex-husband, Wu Zhonghe, is about to die, so of course she has to change into mourning clothes.
In the bathroom.
When the hot water splashed on her body, Yan Ruoliu felt as if every pore on her body opened up; taking a hot bath felt really good.
Qiu Yiren stared intently at Yan Ruoliu and exclaimed, "Sister Yan, you have such a great figure."
Yan Ruoli said shyly, "You're not bad either."
Qiu Yiren looked at Shen Yihan's incredibly long and beautiful legs and said with envy, "When it comes to figure, Yihan's long legs are more stunning."
Seeing the three women staring at his long legs, Shen Yihan lowered his head, looking very shy.
Zhao Meijing murmured from the side, "What are you all still competing for? In the end, it will all benefit someone else."
The girls fell silent instantly.
When they came out again, they had all changed their clothes.
However, Yan Ruoliu's clothes were the most peculiar, as they were actually a set of mourning clothes.
A woman should be pretty, even if she's dressed in mourning.
That's absolutely right.
Ji Hao stared, his eyes wide, feeling that Yan Ruoli possessed a unique charm.
Just then, Wu Zhonghe woke up.
He found himself in Ji Hao's safe house, and the interior decorations and the food on the table were all stimulating his senses.
Damn it!
I'm starving and freezing, while you're eating delicious food, enjoying the warmth of the fireplace, and surrounded by a bunch of beautiful women. This world is just too unfair.
Is there no law anymore?
Is there no law left?
Oh no!
Wu Zhonghe wanted nothing more than to rush over and kill Ji Hao, but he discovered that his limbs were bound by ropes and he couldn't move at all.
"Ji Hao, if you've got the guts, let me go. Let's have a one-on-one fight, and I guarantee I'll beat you to a pulp!" Wu Zhonghe roared.
Snap!
No sooner had he finished speaking than Wu Zhonghe was slapped across the face by Yan Ruoliu.
"You beast, shut up!" Yan Ruoliu shouted.
"You wretch!" Wu Zhonghe felt a bad feeling when he saw Yan Ruoliu wearing white mourning clothes. His voice trembled as he asked, "What... what do you mean by wearing this?"
"Do you even need to ask? You're about to die, so of course this is for you." Yan Ruoliu took a fruit knife and walked step by step towards Wu Zhonghe.
The flashing blade mirrored Yan Ruoliu's unwavering resolve.
Wu Zhonghe was so angry he almost went mad, but he could already sense death approaching. In order to save his life, he begged for mercy: "Ruoliu, for the sake of our marriage, please spare my life."
"Hehe, do you think that's possible?" Yan Ruoliu retorted.
Wu Zhonghe said, "There is no grudge that cannot be resolved..."
"Stop talking nonsense and die!" Yan Ruoliu stabbed Wu Zhonghe in the neck, and blood gushed out immediately.
"ah!"
Wu Zhonghe let out a bloodcurdling scream, a scream that tore his heart apart.
Yan Ruoliu did not use excessive force, so Wu Zhonghe would not die in a short time, but he was in so much pain that he could hardly bear it.
Yan Ruoliu, however, felt great. She wanted to take revenge on Wu Zhonghe and make him wish he were dead.
Wu Zhonghe shouted and yelled, but it was no use; his life force was fading away...
Much later, Wu Zhonghe finally died, his eyes wide open, unable to close them in death.
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